| Song | Permanently Disfigured |
| Artist | Dying Fetus |
| Album | Purification Through Violence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Just get the **** down | |
| In cold earth you rot | |
| My ****ing hatred | |
| Will not be stopped | |
| Uncontrolled | |
| I'm sent into rage | |
| And let the bodies fly | |
| An animal let out of its cage | |
| I am the anti-life | |
| Born under the bowels of the night | |
| A creature undefined | |
| Stomping on the face of a slut | |
| My hate is undenied | |
| **** your weakness | |
| No concept of the earth | |
| Your one dimension blinds | |
| Wasting air since birth | |
| You're better left behind | |
| Intelligence deprived | |
| Completely purposeless | |
| I ****ing hope you die | |
| I want out of this cark, ****ed, decrepit, | |
| Corner of the world | |
| Is there a place, where | |
| I can be alone | |
| To think, and do, just what | |
| I ****ing want | |
| Tell me, tell me, what the **** to do the hate, burning, ****ing overwhelms | |
| I want, I need, to take a ****ing life | |
| Back, the ****, away | |
| I'm ****ing gonna kill, kill, kill | |
| Seconds are like hours floating by | |
| A full ****ed ultraviolent high | |
| Tearing down the mother ****ing walls | |
| Piece By piece | |
| I'll rip your limbs off | |
| Invariably the violence will arrive | |
| **** you and **** your ****ing kind | |
| Merciless, weed out the sick | |
| Begging hard, | |
| I don't listen | |
| Final scream, can't come too quick | |
| **** you all so ****ing hopeless | |
| Quickly I proceed to resist | |
| There is no compromise | |
| Deranged I rise to challenge | |
| The joining of your face with my fist | |
| The marriage | |
| I prescribe | |
| Helpless you fall so weakened | |
| Ripping at the skin on your face | |
| The pain intensifies | |
| With haste your death is granted |
| zuo qu : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Just get the down | |
| In cold earth you rot | |
| My ing hatred | |
| Will not be stopped | |
| Uncontrolled | |
| I' m sent into rage | |
| And let the bodies fly | |
| An animal let out of its cage | |
| I am the antilife | |
| Born under the bowels of the night | |
| A creature undefined | |
| Stomping on the face of a slut | |
| My hate is undenied | |
| your weakness | |
| No concept of the earth | |
| Your one dimension blinds | |
| Wasting air since birth | |
| You' re better left behind | |
| Intelligence deprived | |
| Completely purposeless | |
| I ing hope you die | |
| I want out of this cark, ed, decrepit, | |
| Corner of the world | |
| Is there a place, where | |
| I can be alone | |
| To think, and do, just what | |
| I ing want | |
| Tell me, tell me, what the to do the hate, burning, ing overwhelms | |
| I want, I need, to take a ing life | |
| Back, the , away | |
| I' m ing gonna kill, kill, kill | |
| Seconds are like hours floating by | |
| A full ed ultraviolent high | |
| Tearing down the mother ing walls | |
| Piece By piece | |
| I' ll rip your limbs off | |
| Invariably the violence will arrive | |
| you and your ing kind | |
| Merciless, weed out the sick | |
| Begging hard, | |
| I don' t listen | |
| Final scream, can' t come too quick | |
| you all so ing hopeless | |
| Quickly I proceed to resist | |
| There is no compromise | |
| Deranged I rise to challenge | |
| The joining of your face with my fist | |
| The marriage | |
| I prescribe | |
| Helpless you fall so weakened | |
| Ripping at the skin on your face | |
| The pain intensifies | |
| With haste your death is granted |
| zuò qǔ : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Just get the down | |
| In cold earth you rot | |
| My ing hatred | |
| Will not be stopped | |
| Uncontrolled | |
| I' m sent into rage | |
| And let the bodies fly | |
| An animal let out of its cage | |
| I am the antilife | |
| Born under the bowels of the night | |
| A creature undefined | |
| Stomping on the face of a slut | |
| My hate is undenied | |
| your weakness | |
| No concept of the earth | |
| Your one dimension blinds | |
| Wasting air since birth | |
| You' re better left behind | |
| Intelligence deprived | |
| Completely purposeless | |
| I ing hope you die | |
| I want out of this cark, ed, decrepit, | |
| Corner of the world | |
| Is there a place, where | |
| I can be alone | |
| To think, and do, just what | |
| I ing want | |
| Tell me, tell me, what the to do the hate, burning, ing overwhelms | |
| I want, I need, to take a ing life | |
| Back, the , away | |
| I' m ing gonna kill, kill, kill | |
| Seconds are like hours floating by | |
| A full ed ultraviolent high | |
| Tearing down the mother ing walls | |
| Piece By piece | |
| I' ll rip your limbs off | |
| Invariably the violence will arrive | |
| you and your ing kind | |
| Merciless, weed out the sick | |
| Begging hard, | |
| I don' t listen | |
| Final scream, can' t come too quick | |
| you all so ing hopeless | |
| Quickly I proceed to resist | |
| There is no compromise | |
| Deranged I rise to challenge | |
| The joining of your face with my fist | |
| The marriage | |
| I prescribe | |
| Helpless you fall so weakened | |
| Ripping at the skin on your face | |
| The pain intensifies | |
| With haste your death is granted |